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Stevie Wonder's song, and a cigarette

There are planes of consciousness. Then there is flight LX348 from Geneva to London.

A poem

This is an ode to those lonely spring days

A small writing exercise, re-visioned from my 7 year-old self to my 24-year old self.

Why is the earth feminine?

Red lips, red rose, and a red red ruby - the color of their devotion.

Many places have become my home, and when I return there is the satisfaction of completing what has been meant for me.